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When I plan to do nothing in Paris, it seems that the city will not allow it. Tucked away safely in the privacy of my own apartment, I decided I had a plan, and that was to do nothing but Paris and I seem to have a struggle with this and she won’t allow me to …

I have been so insanely busy since arriving in Paris and with the lost luggage, my big adventure to the Loire Valley, the street art tour and my adventures on Sunday, which I will post out of order later, I have barely had time to think and certainly no time for rest. However, Sunday night …

There had been no time for excitement for this upcoming trip to Paris, with so much to attend to before leaving, I could barely wrap my head around the idea that I would be leaving the sweltering Queensland summer heat and humidity and after a 35 hour journey, I would arrive in Paris, snuggled …

One of the items on my friend’s wish list, was to visit the quaint area of the 13th arrondissement. I like this area of Paris and was happy to explore it once again. The 13th, an outer arrondissement of Paris is a mixture of winding cobbled lane ways, eclectic cottages, unattractive 1970’s style apartment blocks, …

In a city that doesn’t seem to have too many issues wearing fur, decked out in my new fur scarf that has a tail and two feet at either end, I hunted down The Musee de la Chase et de la Nature. The Museum of Hunting & Nature. A warning, this may upset some folk. …

Sometimes it is just the simple things, that pleases us. I encountered a few simple things today. After leaving my umbrella at Jim’s on Sunday night, I needed to venture back over to his place today, in the 14th arrondissement, to retrieve it. I have only visited Jim’s home in the evening, when it is …

Fortunately, a couple of days ago, I had sense enough to start packing up things I wasn’t going to need. Which was most of the clothes I brought with me but didn’t receive until two weeks after arriving, thanks to British Airways. Two weeks without, you learn not to miss things. In an effort to …

An invitation for an afternoon wine, turned into an unexpected evening full of laughter and tears. When I travel overseas, I like to use the local transport, it is a great way of observing the average person, in this instance, the Parisian, going about their daily commute but I hadn’t ventured onto a bus since …

There are so many ways to communicate; language is only one way. Communication or miscommunication, can give the wrong message, it can upset, make you angry, cry but it can also make you laugh, or can help you connect with others. Pierre and I were to meet at the front of the Notre Dame, 7pm. …

My nocturnal life is very much alive and well. I think I have resigned myself to the fact that this is my ‘night week’. When you live in a city, you often say, you will get around to doing things and sometimes you do and sometimes you don’t. You could sit back and wonder how many …